But still, things aren't exactly where I want them to be. There are some other things that I want to do, that nip at the edge of my subconscious like annoying little dogs. For many years, I have pushed them back, waiting for the "right" time--when I was a bit more settled, my kids a bit older, when I had more time. Of course, that time has never come. And here I am, entering my late 40's. If not now, when?
So I am going to dedicate this year to living productively. . .to simply showing up, and putting the time in where I can. Regularly. Steadily. It will be a year of living like a tortoise (slowly, methodically) and seeing what happens. I don't have a million hours to devote to my projects. This will be a year of just chipping away, bit by bit, where I can do so.
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